Lyrics

Got an empty vile of Estradiol on my bedside table I like to pretend that the prescription didn't go That I overdosed, on the run from a dysphoric episode Went dreaming of a place where I reclaim my body from the gallows Just let me sleep it off Wake up rested and unharmed And in the morning, you'll see a girl Fuck the world Dear anybody with enough money can you fix me up? Cause the narrative says that I'm unfit to live Yet they're the onеs who fucked us over Why would anyone stеp out of line when the repercussions are so high? When we're beaten and shamed for showing who we are inside They got a problem with me Call it G.I.D But the problem's not mine it's society's Go fuck your pathology